The Prosperous Era of Longwan

"Look, the navy of the Ming Dynasty has captured Bago and is heading towards Dongyu."

Mang Yinglong said in a low voice, which finally revealed the answer to the mystery.

"What?"

Mang Yingli exclaimed in disbelief, then quickly took the letter from Mang Yinglong and read it quickly.

Looking at the messenger kneeling on the ground in front of him, Mang Yinglong waved his hand and asked his soldiers to come over.

When the people stood behind the messenger, he then said: "Take the people down to eat something and take a rest. It's next to the king's tent."

After giving the instructions, he also gave his own soldiers a look.

He believed that his soldiers should understand what he meant and should control the messenger from Toungoo City to prevent the news from spreading.

In this military camp, he cannot let bad news about the country spread, otherwise it will lead to unstable military morale.

If people's hearts are broken, it will be difficult to lead the team.

"yes."

The soldiers bowed to accept the order and took the messenger out of the king's tent to rest.

He did not ask the messenger for other information about the royal capital, because at this time he was in a state of confusion and was upset when he saw the messenger. He needed to think of a way to break the situation as soon as possible.

At this time, Mang Yinglong's previous plan to defeat the Ming army in front of him and occupy the entire Yunnan was gone.

I sighed in my heart, it was so easy to use the strong appeal to summon all the ministries in Myanmar together on the grounds of conquering the Ming Dynasty. Who knew that this would be the result.

At this time, Yunnan was consolidated and Jiangnan, which was waiting for an opportunity to peek into the Ming Dynasty, was just a passing cloud and misty.

Yes, although Myanmar's national strength cannot be compared with the Ming Dynasty, Mang Yinglong believes that as long as he works hard, he can win the Ming Dynasty.

As long as he cannibalizes it step by step, it is like he only plans to occupy Yunnan in this war. After consolidating his rule here, he can consider whether to attack Guizhou or Sichuan. Then we will decide.

But at the moment, they only occupied three mansions in western Yunnan. While the Ming army restrained its main force, the other army ran to steal homes by sea.

"The power of the Ming Dynasty cannot be underestimated."

Mang Yinglong sighed softly.

At this time, Mang Yingli had also finished reading the letter, with an anxious expression on his face.

Taungoo City is their root. It is not only the royal capital of Myanmar, but also their home, where all their family members live.

If Taungu City was lost, Mang Yingli couldn't even imagine what would happen.

"Father, what should we do next? Are we going to bring troops back immediately for reinforcements?"

Mang Yingli asked anxiously.

"no."

However, although Mang Yinglong also had a worried look on his face, he simply rejected his son's proposal.

"Now that we have arrived at Baoshan City, you know that the Ming Dynasty sent some kind of left governor to Baoshan City to supervise the battle. He should be aware of the Ming Dynasty's arrangement.

If we rush back to rescue Taungu City and the Ming army goes out of the city to cover up and kill us, I don’t know if we can return to Taungu alive. "

Mang Yinglong was not stupid, he had already connected all the information together just now.

There was no way the Ming commander in the city didn't know about such a big move by the Ming Dynasty.

Now, they probably fell into the trap of the Ming people, who were waiting for them to return to Myanmar in a hurry.

It would be nice if this news came a few days earlier.

At that time, the army was still in Lujiang City, directly crossing the river with the Ming Dynasty to rule.

"Drawing the river to rule"

Thinking of this, Mang Yinglong's eyes suddenly shone with light.

The Ming Dynasty had already prepared, and it was no longer possible to annex Yunnan.

Unless he can give up his Burmese heritage.

But that is impossible. The basis of his rule is Myanmar, definitely not here.

"You return with only your own soldiers overnight, recall all the troops who are still on the way to Lujiang City, and set up defenses along the river."

Mang Yinglong began to talk about his arrangements to Mang Yingli. In one sentence, he would first withdraw the few troops who had not yet arrived at Baoshan City back to Lujiang City, and set up a defensive line there to resist the Ming army's pursuit.

If he wanted to divide the territory with the Ming Dynasty under Baoshan City, Mang Yinglong was not so stupid as to think that he could accomplish such a big thing.

They could only rely on force to seize the land west of Lujiang and withstand their offensive during the Ming Dynasty's counterattack.

As for Toungu City, counting the time, more than ten days have passed since the letter was delivered to me. By this time, the Ming army was not far from Toungu City.

He would not think that Zuya would just sit back and wait for death. After knowing that the Ming army had landed in Bago, he would definitely mobilize troops from all over to rescue Toungoo City.

I just hope they can hold on in Toungoo City longer and wait until he returns with his troops.

"In the back, you should be able to recruit 20,000 to 30,000 soldiers and horses. I remember that the person behind you is Gengma Chieftain Hanqian. He has several chieftains in his hands. There should be more than 10,000 people. You take them through Hanlong Pass. Take the Mubang and Lawu roads to return to Toungoo City for rescue.

Remember, you must leave a trusted general behind in Lujiang City. The defense of Lujiang City will be left to Han Qian, and those left behind must pay attention to his every move. "

Mang Yinglong reminded.

"Father, why don't you send someone from the camp to follow me?"

Mang Yingli suggested hesitantly.

"No, each of the ministries in the back has its own commander. At this time, apart from you and me, sending them to take orders from others may cause their dissatisfaction.

You only need to leave a few informants in Lujiang City and keep an eye on Han Qian. "

Mang Yinglong said immediately.

"Father doesn't trust Han Qian?"

Mang Yingli asked in disbelief.

Han Qian is a chieftain that my father relies on, but from his father's arrangement, he seems to be on guard against him.

"Today is different from the past. Now we can't continue to advance. The eastward advance to Yunnan has failed, so we have to guard against those chieftains turning against us.

You know, our enemy is not a small country like Siam or Laos, but the Ming Dynasty.

Afterwards, the Ming Dynasty will definitely send troops to punish us. This matter is very serious. Maybe those people will hand you and me over because they are afraid of the Ming Dynasty.

I will stay in Baoshan City these days and let them attack Baoshan City in turn."

Before, Mang Yinglong was still thinking hard about finding other ways to attack the city because he didn't want to lose too many troops. Now, his mind has completely changed.

Regardless of whether Baoshan City can be captured or not, the troops of the chieftains of each tribe must be consumed, otherwise he will not be able to deter these people when he returns to Myanmar.

Yes, he wants other chieftains to lead troops to die.

Only by consuming their strength can he, the king of Myanmar, sit firmly in his position.

Of course, if he could occupy Baoshan City, he would also stop the troops and only send people to guard here to delay the attack of the Ming army. At that time, he would still take the main force back to Lujiang City and set up defenses along the river.

After making preparations here, he would lead the elite troops back to Myanmar.

He saw from the Three Kingdoms that the arrogant Prime Minister Cao Cao was wiped out in a blink of an eye because of a fire in Chibi.

Such a defeat must not happen in his hands.

Once that time comes, Myanmar will not have enough troops. If the Ming Kingdom takes the opportunity to attack, the fall of Myanmar will be inevitable.

"This matter must be kept secret. The messenger knows the situation in Toungoo City. You take him with you if he dares to leak the news."

At this point, Mang Yinglong showed a fierce look.

Mang Yingli naturally knew what he meant and nodded heavily.

The news of the crisis in the Burmese capital had reached the ears of the Burmese king, but the news was deliberately blocked by Mang Yinglong, so most of the Burmese army generals were unaware of it.

Only a few guards in the king's tent knew about it.

As for other officials and chieftains, they only thought that there might be something wrong in the capital, but it should not be big, otherwise the Burmese king would not have summoned them to a meeting to discuss.

Of course, Li Chengliang in the city didn't know about this.

On the second day, Li Chengliang got up, washed, and was eating when he heard someone report that the Burmese army outside the city had left the barracks and set up four military formations under the city. It seemed that they were going to attack the city wall today.

"Haha, I thought that after yesterday's heavy setback, Mang Yinglong would rest for two days and think about countermeasures. I didn't expect that he would be so anxious to send troops to die."

Li Chengliang put down his chopsticks, said contemptuously, and then got up and walked out of the house and walked towards the gate of the mansion.

There, there were already personal soldiers leading horses waiting for his arrival.

After leaving the mansion, Li Chengliang took the reins from his personal guard and got on the horse. There was a sound of horse hooves behind him.

Looking back, it was Mu Changzuo, the general officer of Yunnan, who rode up on horseback.

"General, I heard that the Burmese army is preparing to attack the city."

Mu Changzuo saluted on his horse.

"I heard about it too. Let's go and take a look."

Li Chengliang took the whip from his personal guard and swung it back heavily. With a crisp whip sound, the warhorse under his crotch jumped out in pain.

Li Chengliang rode in front, and Mu Changzuo followed closely on horseback. They soon arrived at the west gate of Baoshan City.

He got off the horse, walked up the wall along the horse path, and looked down from the battlement.

Just one glance, Li Chengliang frowned slightly.

At this time, three or four miles outside the city, there were already densely packed Burmese soldiers.

Generally speaking, these Burmese soldiers were divided into four military formations. Although the military formations looked a bit loose, it was known that most of the opponents were farmers who had just put down their hoes for half a year. Such performance was already very good.

There is a saying in the army that if there are more than a thousand people, the sky will be covered by clouds, and if there are more than ten thousand people, there will be no end.

At this time, the four military formations of the Burmese army were like this, which was completely different from the thousands of people in the formation yesterday.

Li Chengliang estimated that each of the four military formations had more than ten thousand people, and the four military formations had about fifty thousand people. This was a big deal, and it was almost certain that the Burmese army was going to attack Baoshan City.

"Changzuo, immediately dispatch five teams of soldiers to the city to wait for orders."

Li Chengliang said that he had to respond to the scene in front of him, which was completely different from the attitude of the three thousand people attacking the city yesterday.

At this time, Mu Changzuo's scalp was tingling when he saw the situation under the city. He knew that today's fierce battle was inevitable. Just as he was about to talk, he heard the rumbling of drums from the city.

The drum sound seemed to be a command. The army formation under the city started to move, and tens of thousands of people rushed towards Baoshan City like a tidal wave.

"Major General, Xinwei is ahead, and there is the main city of Mubang."

In a forest on a hillside, a middle-aged Han man whispered to a young general beside him.

That general was naturally Li Chengliang's son Li Rusong.

After leaving Baoshan City, he traveled by day and stayed at night, and rushed to Mengding Prefecture quietly.

He found the Ming army hidden in Mengding, and then took over the command from his brother.

After that, the whole army advanced in secret, choosing remote roads to advance. Without alarming the surroundings, the army finally arrived at the first target since entering Myanmar, Mubang City, after ten days of trekking.

The reason why we don't bypass this place is because it is the only way to return to Myanmar from Longchuan. Otherwise, we can only take a detour to Mengmi, which will add at least ten more miles to the journey.

Whether it was Li Chengliang or Li Rusong, they both knew that if Mang Yinglong wanted to send troops to rescue Taungu City, they would have to go to Mubang.

If we take a detour through Mengmi, we may have to go back to Dongyu City to collect the corpses.

The middle-aged man who spoke was naturally the guide found in the caravan and an old guard who had been in and out of Myanmar many times.

These people may not be as well-informed about Myanmar's strength as those caravan managers, but they are very familiar with Myanmar's terrain and the roads in various cities.

The Li family has found several such people a long time ago, and asked them to draw a simple map of Myanmar and a map of the city a few days ago.

As for entering Myanmar this time, the route was decided after several discussions between them.

In fact, most of the caravan guards were more familiar with the highways of Myanmar. The path they were taking this time was the one the person in front of them had walked before, so he was asked to lead the way in front of the entire army.

The reason why they walked through such an inaccessible and remote road was naturally due to the changes in the domestic situation in Myanmar. Sometimes their trading partners were at odds with their surroundings, so they had to hide the past to avoid causing trouble.

They are businessmen, and they don't want to fight with the Burmese chieftains. The only way to make money is to be friendly.

As for the bad blood among the chieftains, it has nothing to do with businessmen like them.

Looking at the city in the distance, the defense of the Burmese army is not tight, it can even be said to be lax.

After all, now that the Burmese king is advancing all the way with his army, the Ming Dynasty does not dare to fight back. With victory in sight, who would worry that the Ming army in Mengding Prefecture will take the initiative to attack Mubang.

Now the Ming army is probably mobilizing troops to defend Baoshan, Chuxiong and other places.

The Burmese army was unprepared, which naturally made Li Rusong overjoyed.

Behind him could be more than a thousand Li family cavalry troops, all of whom were cavalry. It can be said that they were the predecessors of the Guan Ning cavalry recorded in the history of the Ming Dynasty.

This troop is not only well-equipped, but also has the most advanced weapons of the Ming Dynasty. Except for the archers who are good at bows, the others are equipped with three-eyed blunderbuss and sharp sabers.

The three-eyed gun is both a long-range weapon and a long-range weapon. After firing, the gun can be used directly as a hammer.

The saber is used to break into the enemy's formation and wield it to chop. Coupled with the two layers of armor they wear, this kind of strength will definitely have the upper hand even against the most elite Mongolian cavalry.

Their current location is in the mountains and forests to the east of Mubang City, and they can vaguely see the north-south highway passing through the city.

"The second child and the third child."

Li Rusong waved gently, and the two brothers immediately came over.

Well, the soldiers and horses along this route were all broken up and trained by them, otherwise it would be difficult for them to be just a few young and shameless children who can command those forty or fifty-year-old oilmen.

It can only be said that Li Chengliang has a lot of worries about raising his own children.

"You each lead a thousand people, and I will block the north-south road in a while."

Li Rusong ordered in a low voice.

"Then big brother you."

Li Rubai asked softly.

"I will lead my team of servants to rush into the city and capture it. Then you can lead your troops into the city and kill all the Burmese soldiers for me."

Li Rusong stared at the undefended city gate with joy in his eyes.

Behind him, several middle-aged soldiers had solemn expressions on their faces.